His Domineering Lover
Chapter 793

Ramiro looked at Tracey with a careful and earnest face.

Tracy's eyes flickered toward him.

"Tell me more about those people in the family. I need to know my enemies," she said.

"Okay, I have already prepared a document for you. You have thirty minutes left to read it."

"Great."

"I will leave you." Ramiro handed a sheaf of papers to Tracey.

On the first page was Tracey's mother. Although Tracey didn't remember her now, that woman's face warmed her somehow.

She meticulously read the information of every family member and marked her foes in her heart.

When she finished reading, it was almost time for the meeting.

Kaya knocked on the door and reminded, "Miss, it's time now." "Coming."

"Do you have any questions about them?" Ramiro asked.

"No, your document is explicit." Tracey put down the papers and stood up. "Let's go and meet these people."

"Are you afraid?" She should be. Her foes were not some run-of-the-mill guys.

"Afraid? Why should I be afraid? I'm just taking what belongs to me from a bunch of hooligans." Tracey snorted and walked out.

She's like a queen, Ramiro thought.

The family meeting was held in an upmarket hotel under the R family.

In the car, Tracey looked out of the window, her heart beating quickly. She was not as composed as she pretended.

Pregnancy made her vulnerable because her babies might be the easy target of faction and intrigue.

She also couldn't stop thing about her fiance. She must have broken his heart by abandoning him.

The sound of the doorman opening the door for her drew her back from her thoughts.

"This way."

"Do my family own this building too?" Tracey looked up at this magnificent edifice.

"Yes, it's just one of the buildings owned by the R family. You'll have a detailed report after you take

over."

"Okay, I see. Let's go."

When they passed by the hall, Tracey suddenly thought of something. "Ramiro, I want to have a glass of juice."

"We're almost there. I'll ask Camilla to send it to you later."

"No, I want it here." It was still more than ten minutes to the meeting.

"Alright, I'll get someone to prepare it for you." Ramiro ordered juice for her, confused.

Besides a cup of juice, Tracey had some desserts. Time was pressing, but she took every bite unhurriedly.

Soon, Rocco and the others passed by them. Tracey saw him through the engraved partition, but he didn't notice her.

Ramiro was about to greet him before Tracey stopped him. "It's not the time to be polite."

Ramiro nodded. Tracey was apparently more aggressive than she used to be.

Without the protection of Adam, she was fighting alone now.

With the loss of memories, gone were her constraints. She became a fearless warrior.

"The Tiramisu here is quite good. Pack up a few for me when you leave," Tracey said when it was five minutes to the meeting.

"Tracey, we must go now." Ramiro rushed her.

"Almost finished. We still have time."

"What on earth are you waiting for?" Ramiro sounded perplexed.

"Ramiro, the last one showing up is always the ace. It's a brutal game. The more cautious you are, the more passive you become. They are wolves, but I'm not their prey." Tracey smiled languidly. She needed to fight fire with fire.

"Well, you got a point there." Ramiro was glad she had her own thoughts.

Meanwhile, the conference room was buzzed with criticism and derision.

"It seems that our new heiress knows no punctuality."

"Yes. How can we believe a woman from outside? Rocco is obviously a better option."

"She claims to be Tina's daughter. Who knows?"

"Is she really Tina's daughter? Or this whole thing is a conspiracy?"

"I heard she's pregnant. Where is the baby's father? Did she abandon him?" "You ask a lot of questions, don't you?" An amused female voice sounded.

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